The System Wants Me to Save the World, but It Rigged My Lottery Ticket First
Lin Mo, twenty-five, had failed seventeen job interviews, had only six yuan to his name, and lived in a partitioned room in the city’s urban village that cost eight hundred yuan a month. His only asset worth mentioning was a fairly handsome face.
One day, after staying up late gaming, he heard a voice in his head claiming to be a “Hero Training System.” It told him he was going to be trained into a hero who would save the world.
Lin Mo’s first reaction was: Me? I can barely keep myself alive. How am I supposed to save the world?
The System said: Start by doing good deeds.
So he helped an old woman cross the street and received a “Beginner’s Luck Aura.” He used his last bit of cash to buy a scratch-off lottery ticket, and won a million yuan. Before he could even celebrate, the System chimed in: “Host has obtained illicit earnings. They have been automatically turned over to the state treasury. A friendly reminder: being a good person starts with you and me.”
Lin Mo stared at the worthless piece of paper in his hand and fell into deep thought.
He joined a new media company with this utterly useless System in tow. His boss was Zhou Yi, a cool and aloof director who wore gold-rimmed glasses. His colleagues included a chatty but loyal programmer, a sharp-tongued yet kindhearted copywriter, and a highly skilled designer. Downstairs, there was also a delivery guy who brought him milk tea every day and an orange cat that liked to perch on top of the delivery lockers.
Every day, the System assigned him all kinds of bizarre tasks: helping a delivery worker pick up milk tea in the middle of an interview, taking on internet trolls during a meeting, and settling disputes between colleagues at a team-building event. The rewards ranged from “5% increase in work efficiency” to the passive skill “Comment Section Champion” and even “Permanent Health Lock for a Cat.” They grew more and more ridiculous, yet somehow more and more heartfelt.
